Wei Lang Seducer's Handbook

Chapter 102

Xiaosi's young body was kneeling in the backyard, his thin shoulders twitched, looking pitiful and stubborn.

The teacher's words seem to be still in my ears, and I think about it over and over again: "I don't know what happened to you in the past, and I don't care how ambitious you are. As my student, you can be smart and good at playing chess games, but if you are cold-hearted If you don't have the temperature to do things, you will lose my original intention of teaching you, and I am not willing to take on this responsibility. If I cultivate some kind of traitor, it will be too late to regret my heart. If you think about it clearly, you are willing to follow If you follow my standards, you can still be my student. If you feel that your teacher is too kind, we will break the relationship between master and apprentice. Don't worry, everything else will remain the same, and it will not affect you."

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Axiu packed the food box, filled it with porridge and a few light side dishes, and said, "I'll deliver food to Xiaosan, you can eat at home by yourself, don't leave it for me."

Wei Ziqing looked absently at the darkening sky outside, and unconsciously picked up his chopsticks: "Well——you and Xiaosan are the only ones in the medical hall?"

Axiu picked up the lunch box and was about to go out: "No, his elder brother and second elder brother also came when they found out. I didn't see that I brought a dozen extra steamed buns."

Wei Ziqing frowned unconsciously: "Is there anyone else?"

Axiu thought for a while: "Are you talking about Xiao Si? It's also strange, this child hasn't come after walking with you all afternoon, he probably went home—I'm leaving, don't wait for the food to cool before eating."

The chopsticks in Wei Ziqing's hand were put back to the bowl, tormented in his heart, this child should know that he will go home, and he will not kneel down so stupidly, and pick up the bowl again, but the spoon has not been in his hand for a long time , just so stiff.

Footsteps came into the yard, it was Axiu, he complained: "The more things happen, the less face God will give. It's fine during the day, but now you see, it's cloudy, I took all the umbrellas away, you Are you not going out?"

Wei Ziqing subconsciously blurted out: "I'm not going out anymore."

As soon as Axiu left, Wei Ziqing duplicity followed and left the house - even wearing a thick cloak.

Xiaosi is not without a name, his name is Bai Yichun, Bai is the Bai of the great poet Bai Xingwen who became famous in the capital three years ago, when his father was young, he disdained to be an official in the court, and he did not take the imperial examination, but probably It was because he was getting older, or maybe he couldn't bear to see the court where corrupt officials were everywhere, and suddenly wanted to enter the court and make a big fist. It happened to coincide with the imperial examination, and he won the number one scholar in one fell swoop.

But he is still too young, a poet who can only recite poems and paint, with a passion for fighting against corrupt officials, the fate of entering the court is almost unquestionable. Can't resist.

This is probably the reality, but he has been holding back, collecting evidence, waiting for the day to go straight to Sheng Ting, in a vain attempt to let the Holy Master see clearly the faces of his subordinates.

But when he handed in the painstaking indictment, the emperor who had praised him by name in the imperial examination fell silent.

He was not reconciled: "Your Majesty! These are moths of the imperial court. If they exist, the imperial court will be corroded for an extra day. We cannot let them go!"

The emperor's expression darkened, and he asked him suddenly: "Do you know who this person is?"

"I know! He is an important minister you rely on, and the father of a noble concubine! But the more he is like this, he will form a clique for personal gain, and sooner or later he will become a disaster!"

The emperor laughed again, and asked the eunuch to help him up: "I see, you did a good job, so go back and wait for news."

The young courtier was overjoyed, high-spirited, and naively thought that he could really bring down a big moth. As a result, the news of the downfall of the moth did not arrive, but a glass of poisoned wine.

"Today there is Bai Xingwen of the Imperial Academy, who is disrespectful in the palace and contradicts the holy majesty... Thinking of his youth and vigor, he will be spared the crime of repeated punishment, and I will give him a glass of poisoned wine. This--"

I saw the literati looking up to the sky and laughing, standing upright from the ground.

"Bold! Who allowed you to get up without receiving orders!"

Bai Xingwen's face was pale and crumbling, but his eyes were wild, and he was full of high spirits. He immediately read a poem "Drunken Kyoto". This poem was extremely explicit, like pointing his nose at the emperor and corrupt officials. The emperor was furious and killed all the eunuchs on the spot.

He also sent secret guards to Bai's house overnight. There were more than 30 people in Bai's house, including servants and servants, and none of them survived.

At the age of seven, he was stuffed in a bucket under a dry well. After the fire, an old beggar came to pick up the leak and rescued him. Begging for food, and because he was afraid of being tracked down, he lied that he was only four years old. After starving for several months, he really looked like a four-year-old.

He gritted his teeth and refused to beg, and the old beggar didn't force him either. He begged for half a steamed bun, and tore off the place where others had bitten it, and gave the rest to him.

When I got here, the old beggar was almost dying. Before he died, he said to him: "As long as you can earn a bite of food, don't be a beggar. Once you beg for food, there will be another time. Before you know it, you will be useless." .”

He has a stubborn temper, like his father's arrogance, thinking that he is the kind of person who would rather be starved to death than beg for it.

But the reality is not like this, because he dressed like a beggar, he was bullied everywhere, and was treated as a funny thing, when he had enough fun, he threw a piece of steamed bun with soil on the ground, and he ate it because he was so hungry up.

But after all, he was lucky. He met his eldest brother, who picked him up and shared a bed with several other children.

The elder brother said, they are all unwanted children, but they neither steal nor snatch them, so they are all good people, we have to work hard together, and when we can earn money, we will spend it on other children we found.

So he lived in this thatched hut. There were more and more children in the room. He was the fourth, and then there was the fifth and the sixth, a pair of twins. I can't tell.

He was enlightened early and was more sensible than his peers, so he wanted to earn money earlier. At this time, he met his teacher.

He has never seen such a gentle person, with a fragrance on his body, faintly emanating from his gestures, like a fairy, with soft sunshine in his eyes when he looks at him, he can't help but hide his dirty hands, hide his hands , The dirty clothes on his body made him even more embarrassed.

But the teacher didn't care, and praised his cleverness, as if he had picked up a treasure in surprise, and then argued with the guest for him, at that moment his back, and, overlapped with the figure of his dead mother.

So he pretended to be innocent, hoping to get back the dignity he had at the beginning, and to be an honest and well-behaved child in front of the teacher.

But that grayed heart can't be saved, there is always a pressure in his heart, he wants to stand out, he wants revenge, and he will return to the capital sooner or later.

But he will not be as stupid as his father, he will keep a low profile, take every step carefully, and at all costs, he will go to a high place...

Every night, he kept imagining what to do repeatedly in his heart; but he always thought that he had disguised himself well, but he was still discovered by the teacher. If the teacher didn't want him...

He felt that he had turned back into the dirty one, nestled in the corner, maybe he was beaten all over his body, or maybe he was hungry, and he curled up in pain.

There was a family who went out to play in the street happily, and when the child passed by him, he would look at him sympathetically: "Mum, he is so pitiful."

The child's father dragged the child aside: "The little beggars are all thieves, they specialize in picking up people's things, stay away."

The little boy Amu smiled softly: "Come here quickly, the little beggar is full of lice, be good, let's go buy candy."

And he, shrank in the corner, shrunk in with low self-esteem, for fear of obstructing other people's feet and eyes, but that day seemed to be very cold, the sky was gradually getting dark, and there were no people on the road, leaving only people with nowhere to go. himself, holding his feet.

It's cold, it's so cold, and it's raining, but it's probably numb from the cold, and he doesn't feel the rain when it hits him. He thought about it happily, and it was a blessing in misfortune.

It's just that his eyes became more and more blurred, as if he saw Eminem in his dream, Eminem held an umbrella and looked at him reproachfully: "You're naughty again, put on your clothes quickly, Eminem made sweet soup for you."

As he said, he hugged him, Ah Mu’s embrace was fragrant and soft, he was so sleepy, he wanted to sleep, but he was craving sweet soup, so he just fell asleep, woke up—he suddenly remembered, Ah Why is Tom here?That night, his mother was clearly blocked by the thief with a knife.

Wei Ziqing looked worriedly at Xiaosi who kept talking in his sleep on the bed - sometimes he said "I'm not a beggar", sometimes he called "Ah Mu" and sometimes he said he was cold, he added another bed after another under the quilt, The child was still shivering, but his forehead was not hot when touched, and his little hands were warm. It was unclear whether he was really cold or something frightened him in his dream.

When he went, the child was lying on the ground, and he was startled. Fortunately, he went to see that he was just asleep. The cold winter wind was howling, and he was afraid of rain, so he put on a cloak and wrapped it tightly. Picking it up and walking home, the child looked at the little one, and his hands were very heavy, he was very tired.

"Little Four, Little Four? Wake up and eat something."

Xiao Si suddenly opened his eyes, the fear that has not faded in his eyes.

"teacher?"

Wei Ziqing caressed his sweaty little head with his hand in distress: "Have you had a nightmare?"

Xiao Si kept his eyes open and didn't speak, and didn't blink, as if afraid of missing something.

The child was already pretty, but now his eyes were swollen and he had just slept in the cold wind. He blamed himself in his heart, so he was extremely careful and gentle with Xiao Si.

"What's the matter? Is it because the teacher told you? I was so scared, and later——"

"Teacher, I was wrong."

Xiaosi looked at him, changed from the restraint in the past, his eyes were firm: "I think, I am such a person, I should not "go bad" for other things. Bad things are punished by bad people, so it’s not called bad, but I was wrong. Doing bad things is doing bad things, even if you don’t do bad things, if you think about it, the person will change, and slowly you will start to change.”

Wei Ziqing actually didn't understand, so he reached out and touched his forehead, um, isn't it burning?

"Teacher, don't treat me like a child."

"You are only seven years old, what is it if you are not a child?"

He also wanted to say that he was actually ten years old, but he looked at his thin body and lowered his head in frustration.

Wei Ziqing became inexplicably sad when he saw him, and after a while, his fighting spirit became high again. His eyes sparkled: "Teacher, do you know what my ideal is?"

Wei Ziqing knew that he devoted himself to studying, and his way was to make articles and write opinions, so it was very easy to guess: "To be the number one scholar? To be a high official?"

Xiao Si shook his head: "No, I want to open a shelter, and I want to open a school, so that children who have no homes on the street can go to school for free, and I will teach them how to read and write abacus."

Wei Ziqing smiled in surprise, "I didn't expect you to have the heart to be a good person? But now, you have no money, and you can't read as well as I do. What do you use to raise children and teach students?"

Xiao Si hesitated: "How about I still become an official? Maybe I can earn money by being an official."

"What kind of officials are the officials who earn money, you don't know? Good guy, do you do good deeds after being greedy?" Wei Ziqing almost laughed, shaking his head and rejecting his idea.

Xiao Si was not upset, and humbly asked for advice: "Then what do you think should be done?"

After all, the child's ambitions are changing day by day, and he can't take it seriously if he thinks of it, but Xiaosi is obviously not in a good mood today, he has to take half of the responsibility, so naturally he has to coax the child to leave.

I really thought about it for a while: "Is it a shelter, and you can learn a lot of skills in it, and the children can go out to earn money when they grow up, and make an agreement with them that all the money they earn in the first year must be handed over, isn't it enough?" Feeding the next child? As for the initial start-up funds, you can find a way to donate some from the wealthy gentry."

Speaking of this, he smiled: "After I earn a lot of money, maybe I can donate some money to you."

Xiaosi's eyes sparkled: "Okay! When the teacher becomes the dean of the university, I will work for you as a volunteer without wages."

Wei Ziqing really wanted to shake his head and say that he didn't have the leisure time to do such a laborious and unprofitable thing to earn fame?How much is reputation worth?But seeing Xiaosi's adoring eyes, he swallowed those words.

Who doesn't know how to talk big and show the blueprint?

He smiled proudly: "Okay, when the business of my workshop is stable, we will open one."

Xiao Si nodded vigorously, smiling as brightly as a child of his age.

Wei Ziqing vaguely felt that something seemed to be hidden in the deepest part of the child's heart, and some shiny things were radiating from his heart and eyes, which infected him and made him laugh too. stand up.

Naturally, he didn't know what kind of hole he had dug for himself. Some of them were too big to talk about, some were awesome, so they couldn't brag about it.

"What are you two doing? The food in the kitchen is not moving at all. What, you don't need to eat?"

Axiu with her waist in her hands, broke the warm atmosphere between master and apprentice as soon as she came in.

Wei Ziqing stretched out his hand to hug Xiaosi on the bed, making him feel shy and at a loss.

"Axiu, you've made progress. You can use idioms."

"When you were in the village a few nights ago, it was Xiao Si who taught me. I have learned a lot. It is better than following you."

Wei Ziqing shook his head, seeing that he didn't think it was a shameful thing to learn to read from children at all, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad, so he took Xiao Si by the hand and walked out.

"Go, let's eat."

Axiu squinted her eyes, looking at the intimate backs of the master and apprentice, yes!cat!greasy!

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